Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Georgia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Cecil Taylor,
Leonard Cohen,
Michelle Simonal,
Reuben Wilson,
Godley & Creme,
Marmalade,
Fat Boys,
Skarface,
Joe Smooth,
Arthur Verocai,
Mark Hollis,
Parry Music,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra,
Interpol,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
The Monks,
Siglo XX,
Anthony Braxton,
Guru Guru,
Yazoo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
Lindisfarne,
Marine Girls,
Adolescents,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
Soft Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Hardrive,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Althea and Donna,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Near,
Maurizio,
Scan 7,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fuzztones,
Judy Mowatt,
Sound Behaviour,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Idris Muhammad,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slick Rick,
Camouflage,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.